He Who Does Not Know How To

He Who Has Made A Thousand Things And He Who Has Made None, Both Feel The Same Desire: To Make Something.

Night Is A World Lit By Itself.

The Chains That Bind Us The Most Closely Are The Ones We Have Broken.

More Grievous Than Tears Is The Sight Of Them.

Those Who Gave Away Their Wings Are Sad Not To See Them Fly.